Larxene's Idea

Larxene threw her bag down on the floor and sulked on her sofa. "It's obvious he likes her!" Larxene picked up her cuddly rabbit from under the cushions and shook it. "Tell me why Zexion likes Ashlea!" The rabbit's head flopped down, causing Larxene to throw it angrily across the room. "Fine!" She yelled. "Don't help me! Stupid rabbit..." Larxene stood up, and let out a piercing scream. "How can this happen to me! He's always liked me!" Her startling blue eyes settled on the bedroom, door. Taking this as her cue, Larxene stormed up to it, and went inside her bright white room.

The Organization home stood solitary North of Castle Oblivion. It had XVIII floors, one for every member, plus one for meetings and dinners. Five floors were below ground, the rest above. Luckily for Larxene, she was six floors up from Zexion, and five below Ashlea; being so far apart hardly stopped Ashlea and Zexion spending half their time at each other's flat though. The walls in Larxene's room were pretty much sound proof anyway, so it's not like Roxas or Marluxia could hear her through them.

Larxene was Zexion's girlfriend! They flirted all the time, right? Or was it always one sided? Had it always been one-sided? Larxene glared at her bed and lay face down on it, clenching her fists and hammering them vigorously down on her pillow. With every pound, she yelled; 'I hate Ashlea Alex'. Ashlea didn't deserve to be in the Organization- Xemnas just liked her control and power. What was it that Zexion liked about that girl? Larxene was so much better than her as it was. So what was it? Larxene stopped hitting her pillow. What about the... thing, that horrible thing that have brought Larxene and Zexion so far apart?She lay down, thinking about how she could get Zexion to like her.

A loud knocking on the door woke up Larxene. "Larxene, are you coming down for dinner?" Larxene exhaled and got up off the bed. Hours must have passed, as Larxene looked as if she had just woken up. Her blonde medium length hair stood up on ends around her head. Larxene reached for the brush, and sat down at her dressing table. She listened to the knocks battering on the door.

"Lexaeus, shut up. I'll be down when I feel like it!" Larxene finished brushing her hair and reached for the gel.

"It's a special dinner, Larxene. Apparently important things are going to be said. Something like that." Larxene shrugged. "If you are attempting to talk today, Larxene, open the door and let me come in." Without speaking, Larxene got up and opened the door, before retreating to the dresser and continuing to gel her hair. "Larxene, you know Zexion and Ashlea?"

"What about them?" Larxene snapped, feeling her cheeks heat up.

"Wouldn't they just make a really good couple?" Lexaeus smiled at Larxene. "You should try talking to Mar-" Larxene stood up in a matter of seconds. She summoned her Kunai and charged at Lexaeus. Lightning flashed in the room as Lexaeus slumped in a heap on the floor.

"Oops," Larxene said sardonically. "Maybe next time you should think about what you are saying to poor little me." Larxene put the lid on the hair gel and made her way downstairs. Maybe if Xemnas put elevators in this place, we would be on time to dinner, she thought. Larxene spent the next ten minutes trudging down the flights of stairs to the underground first floor.

As she walked into the dining hall, Larxene was greeted by an unfamiliar sight. The whole room had been re-arranged, and various clumps of the Organization were standing in new formations. In one corner, Marluxia was standing close to Vexen and they were both chatting to Xigbar, Xaldin, Luxord and Lexaeus. Xion and Roxas were lingering on the outskirts of Saix and Xemnas's conversation. Axel and Katia, and Demyx and Abi were standing together in a huddle. The first thing Larxene noticed about the couples was how different they looked. Abi and Demyx were messing around with each other, whereas Axel was practically smothering Katia, ignoring her demands to get away from her in public.

"Kids, all of them." Larxene said loudly to the Organization, her comment meaningfully pointing at Abi, Demyx, Katia and Axel. As the room feel silent, Zexion burst in through one of the two doors, and Ashlea through the other. Their eyes fell on one another, causing the room to freeze over.

Ashlea looked at Xemnas, embarrassed. "I'm so sorry. I didn't realise the time and I-" Xemnas smiled at Ashlea, slightly frightening her.

"No need for apologies, my dear. We have not even started the events yet!" Xemnas walked up to Ashlea, took her hand and helped her in to the centre of the room. Ashlea looked over at Zexion, before realizing what she was doing. Larxene sighed, and strolled up to Zexion. She put her hand on his arm, and whispered in his ear.

"Zexion. Were you doing anything with Ashlea before you came in?" Zexion looked blankly at Larxene and pulled her arm off his. He pushed past her, and went to speak to Axel. Larxene gave Axel an evil glance, and turned her attention to Xemnas who was beginning to stand up on the table.

"My dear friends!" Xemnas wobbled slightly on his feet. That settles it. Xemnas is definitely drunk. Makes a change from Luxord... Larxene thought to herself. "Today I have decided that we have a new seating plan! And every day, at exactly five o' clock, you will be down here for dinner! If you don't, I will make you into a Dusk! Yay!" Larxene shook her head.

"I have to be here with these idiots every day?" Xemnas nodded and all members except Ashlea and Zexion sighed in despair. Every single member felt the same. Pretty disheartened. Larxene glared at Xemnas.

Xemnas picked up the single sheet of paper from the table top. "The seating plan is as follows." He jumped down off of the table, and gestured to each seat as he went. "At the head of the table, as you can see there are three chairs. The first is Xaldin's, the middle is mine and the third is Xigbar's. Then the next five seats are home, in order, to Vexen, Lexaeus, Zexion, Saix and Axel. The three other seats at the head of the other side are for Demyx, Abi, and Luxord, in that order. Then, in arrangement from Xaldin to Luxord along this side of the table, Marluxia, Xion, Ashlea, Larxene, Roxas and Katia will sit." Xemnas stood solitary, looking pleased with himself.

Larxene growled. "Why do I have to sit next to her?" She looked at Ashlea. Well, at least she was opposite Zexion. Then again, both of the girls were.

"Ah, Larxene. I put you next to Ashlea so that she would make some more friends. She only really has Katia and Abi, right?" Xemnas laughed. "It was Saix's idea. He's really clever isn't he?" Ashlea and Zexion both looked down at their feet. Snarling, Larxene sat at her given place.

"Pass the butter." Ashlea timidly reached over and gave the butter to Larxene.

"Doesn't she even warrant a 'thank-you', Larxene?" Zexion said quietly, keeping his eyes well hidden under his fringe. Larxene gained a furious pink blush across her cheeks. She mumbled 'thanks' under her breath, and turned her attention back to her food. Zexion attempted on giving Ashlea a small smile, but Ashlea ended up with the same complexion as Larxene before she could do anything back.

The next few minutes were sat in silence, only accompanied by the sounds of clinking cutlery. Then, person by person, the conversation began to pick up. Xion was making small comments to Roxas, who was talking with Axel. Axel was playing 'footsie' with Katia under the table, whereas Katia herself was making light conversation with Abi. Abi and Demyx sat secretly clasping hands underneath the table, talking about some holiday they were planning for 'the three of them'. Larxene shrugged. Who cares about what other people?

A laughing chorus brought Larxene's attention to Marluxia telling one of his rambling stories that went on and on. But from time to time they were slightly funny. Larxene smiled at the thought of Marluxia telling her a story. "That's it!" Larxene exclaimed. She stood up, unbalancing and silencing the table.

"What's it, Larxene?" Marluxia raised his eyebrows at Larxene.

Larxene ignored Marluxia. "Marly and I are getting married!" Marluxia gasped. "He proposed to me last night in my apartment!" Larxene smiled, surprising everyone. Marluxia's eyes opened wide in shock, and he looked directly at Ashlea, and then Vexen's empty chair.

That night, the Organization had given Larxene permission to stay at Marluxia's flat, for some much deserved 'time alone'. The point of Larxene carrying out her plan was obvious to everyone but Marluxia, but no-one had shared the idea with him. As soon as dinner had ended, the Organization had moved back to their apartments without saying a word other than congratulations to the girl.

"You dare pull a move on me, Marluxia and I will kill you with my Kunai." Larxene's eyes searched the room. Marluxia shrugged.

"Anyway, why are you here?"

"I- fine, I'll tell you. Zexion will only like me if I make him jealous, and you are the perfect person to help me out!" Larxene twirled her short blonde hair around her finger.

"No."

"No?" Larxene threw her head back and let out an evil cry. "Of course you will help me, Marluxia. I'll make sure of it. I'll make sure of it..."

As Larxene's words trailed away, she failed to realize that an onlooker was hiding in the corner of the room, positioning a camera.

"Come on, stupid camera." The girl whispered to herself. She was usually such a whiz at technology. And when she needed her skills they weren't working. Abigal Satoshi Sohma-Riddle bit her tongue as her hand collided against the camera with force. "Come on little thing..." Gently coaxing the camera, Abi stroked her hand soothingly against the metal side. Suddenly, the camera let loose a deafening crack. Larxene jumped up, her body crushing against Marluxia's.

"Marly darling did you hear that?" Marluxia nodded in fright. To his surprise he felt Larxene moving up closer to him and snuggling into the warm layers of his Organization coat. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Marluxia enclosed his arms around the blonde.

"Are you okay Larxene?" As Marluxia leaned over Larxene to look at her face for any signs of discomfort, his intense pink hair brushed against Larxene's skin. Larxene felt a shiver of pleasure make its way down her back. The woman nodded and moved closer.

"I can hear you heartbeat..." Larxene stayed statue-still, listening to Marluxia's pounding heart.

Marluxia gave out a small laugh, before becoming completely serious. "Larxene, are you still serious about this plan with you and Zexion?"

Larxene's mouth parted slowly, forming a smirk. "Who's Zexion?"

The pink-haired man shook his head in disgust. "Larxene, what do I get out of this?" His already raised eyebrows moved higher. "Look, I don't like you, Larxene. Not in any way."

Number XII smirked. "Oh, really? Then I'll just go and show these baby pictures of you to everyone... And you're naked."

"Do you think I really care?" Marluxia let a shallow laugh leak from his system. "Me, naked? Hasn't everyone in the castle already seen that?"

"I don't-" Larxene's scowl lifted into a smile.

"What now?"

"Marly, if you don't marry me, I'll make sure Vexen will hate you. In fact everyone in the Organization will hate you."

Marluxia bit the inside of his cheek. It'd be okay. He'd get to Vexen first. Problem. Solved. Right? "Fine. I'll marry you. But don't think I'm going to enjoy it. It's just a sacrifice I'm going to have to make."

Larxene rolled her eyes. "Whatever. So the wedding's next month, 'kay?" She flounced off, leaving Marluxia a tired wreck on the floor.